Salutations, everyone. As always, I hope all is well, and here's another story for y'all. Just some extra context: the 'L' in Lacedonia (pronounced similarly to the modern day pronunciation of Macedonia) is intentional. It's a parody kingdom of the (you guessed it) Lakonia and Attika city-states. Mirage (Meer-ahj) is, of course, the heiress (or princess if you prefer. I personally don't rightly like the word princess) and Scythas (Sigh-thihs) is her personal protector (royal bodyguard, or whatever term you prefer). Hope you enjoy!
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Chapter 1. KIDNAPPED BY THE BLACK KNIGHT
“Scythas! A word if you don’t mind!”
It seems Mirage was calling for me. Mirage is the heiress to the Lacedonian throne. And I was her Personal Protector. We were both 20 years old. Mirage has beautiful, blonde hair, blue eyes. She stands at about 5’4. I have darker, shaggy hair. Hazel eyes. I stand at about 5’9/5’10. And when I was assigned to Mirage, the first think I learned was how mischievous she could be.
My duty is first and foremost to her, her father—the king—and the kingdom. I would never dream of trying to take advantage of her. But she, on the other hand, certainly loved experimenting and living out the fantasies of an heiress.
One of her many fantasies was the “princess kidnapped by the dark knight” fantasy. I didn’t know she had these desires until now. But they didn’t come as a surprise. For when I first officially met Mirage, I was not allowed to wear most of my equipment as that armor “has no place to be in the presence of a lady such as Mirage.” I agreed with the Strategos in this matter, but I still needed my gear in my primary location of residence. Mirage wanted to come with me to retrieve my gear, which gave me conflicting orders. The Strategos forbid Mirage being around anything that had to deal with war, but Mirage wanted to check it out. I explained the situation to her, but she was insistent. And ultimately, the heiress outranks the Strategos.
Long story short, the Strategos came in as I was gathering my gear and I reacted quickly gently pressing Mirage against the wall, our chests touching, in an attempt to not get noticed. I was as close to her as I could have possibly been. I pressed my right hand over her mouth preventing her from making too much noise. While we stood there, I could feel her breathing get deeper, heavier. When the Strategos walked off, I looked into Mirage’s eyes. She looked back at me with wonder. Wondering what would happen next. Wondering what I’d do to her. She didn’t offer any resistance. She didn’t offer any protest. She just stood there, staring at me, with an ever so innocent look.
I eventually snapped back to reality and no amount of special forces training could’ve prepared me for the embarrassment I just suffered. I felt an ever so slight temptation to tie her up then. I jumped back away from her and broke our eye contact.
“My apologies, M’Lady,” I said.
“Don’t be…” she replied, still staring at me with wonder and innocence.
That encounter happened two weeks ago. We haven’t had any encounters like that since, but that would change with her summoning me now.
“Yes, M’Lady, how can I be of service?” I asked when I entered her room.
“Well… this is a little embarrassing, so please do not judge me too much,” she started.
“I would never, M’Lady.” That was the honest truth. I was her Personal Protector. It was not my place to judge her. Even if it was, why would I? She should do what makes her happy.
“Well… how do I say this?... I’m an heiress… and you’re a soldier… and… have you ever heard of those stories where the princess gets kidnapped by the dark knight?”
“I’m familiar with them, M’Lady. But I am not sure I entirely understand where this is going.”
“Ugh, do I have to spell it out for you?!”
“Forgive me, M’Lady, that would be for the best. I have no desire to misinterpret your requests and do something you do not desire. Besides, we are alone, M’Lady, no one will think any differently of you, whatever your request may be, including myself.”
“I want you to pretend to kidnap me!” Mirage finally let out.
I stared at her.
She stared at me, face slowly turning red.
“Forgive me, M’Lady, I think I misheard you…”
“Ugh!” She threw some rope at me, which I caught. “Use that rope to tie me up! Make me your prisoner! Act like you want to take advantage of me! Pretend to hold me for ransom or something!”
“Are you…” I started.
She cut me off, “Yes, I’m certain!”
“As you wish, M’Lady.”
And so, I used the rope she tossed me to tie her up. She turned around as I approached her holding one of ropes. She placed her hands crossed behind her back, and I tied them together, placing the knot in a place she couldn’t easily reach with her fingers.
“Do you want the *full* experience, M’Lady?”
“Yeah…”
With her answer, I took a longer piece of rope and wrapped it around her chest just above and below her breasts. I then sent the rope over her right shoulder to make the V-shape on her chest. Before I positioned the rope on the front side, I asked if this was ok, to which she responded that it was. I continued tying her up by looping the rope on the wrap below her breasts and sending the rope back up to go over her left shoulder to knot it behind her back. I then tied her legs together by wrapping three pieces of rope at her ankles, and just above and below her knees.
“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” she asked.
“Yes, M’Lady. Both as part of the job when I was more formal special forces, and I had a… unique relationship with one of the members of my team…”
“Oh? Tell me about her!”
“Of course, M’Lady. Her name was Kassie. She and I were partners, went on many operations just the two of us. And we were always trying to prove we were better than the other. Which meant we occasionally tied the other up.”
“Hmm, she sounds nice… You know, you are forgetting something though.”
“What’s that, M’Lady?”
“I can still yell for help!”
“Are you suggesting I gag you, M’Lady? Are you sure?”
“Yes! I wouldn’t want you to miss out on your prize for kidnapping me! I am the heiress of Lacedonia, after all.”
“As you wish, M’Lady.” I gagged her with one of her red silk clothes and gently stuffed in her mouth. I grabbed another red silk cloth and secured the one in her mouth with a cleave gag. “Is that ok, M’Lady?”
“Mmph!” She gave me a grunt of affirmation. She then set to work testing out her bonds. I sat down in a nearby chair and watched her struggle. She was very cute, very beautiful. I’m reminded once more of that first moment, when I went to retrieve my armor. How close we were. My hand over her mouth. Her innocence. The wonder in her eyes. It is foretold that she would bring out a new era of peace and prosperity for Lacedonia. Two weeks with her, and I had no doubt that Lacedonia needed her. And here I am, watching her as she struggles and squirms bound and gagged. Thank the gods the Strategos didn’t know how close she and I have grown. Aphrodite certainly loves her games.
After a few moments of watching her, “You trying to get out, M’Lady?”
She shrugged.
“Just having fun?”
She nodded.
“Well, if you wanted a real challenge, M’Lady, I could put you in a hogtie. That should be a decent test for your escaping skills.”
Her eyes seemed to light up at that idea. That actually made me chuckle a bit—that she was excited to be tied up even more. It’s been a long time since I laughed. Special forces tend to advise against most emotions. Even with Kassie, most of our jokes and fun were “cold” in a sense. But Mirage somehow made me loose. Leave it to a girl getting restrained to help me break free of my restraints.
“Alright, M’Lady.” I grabbed another shorter rope and gently, as if any roughness would shatter her, repositioned her onto her stomach and forced her into a hogtie. She tested her bonds for a bit before finally getting to work trying to break free. She struggled and squirmed but couldn’t get the knots to budge. I’d be disappointed if they did. First because I’m special forces. Second because she is quite adorable like this. I’m sure she’d be disappointed too.
After ten minutes, “Alright, M’Lady, how about a deal: I will move you onto the floor and put my shawl…” part of my special forces uniform had me wear a red shawl over my shoulders and armor that could double as a hood. Added a degree of elegance and stealth depending on the operation. “… on the other side of the room. If you manage to squirm over and grab it, M’Lady, we can pretend it’s similar to you grabbing something to cut your ropes with and I can untie you. Would that be of interest to you?”
Mirage thought for a moment before she nodded. I carefully moved her onto the floor prompting a few “mmph’s” from her. I then tossed my shawl a distance of about twenty feet from her. And so, she set to work in an attempt to reach it.
“Oh, almost forgot, M’Lady: a blindfold? Would you like a blindfold?”
She nodded and so I grabbed another red satin cloth and tied it over her eyes. I sat back in the chair and watched as she squirmed very slowly getting closer and closer to her target. Her breathing getting heavier and heavier from the exertion of trying to move the short distance with essentially no function in her arms and legs. She ultimately attempted to beat the challenge for an hour before I let her out. She wasn’t able to make it, but certainly made good progress all things considered.
In either case, I got her out of the hogtie and helped her sit back up on the bed. I untied her cleave gag and gently removed her stuff gag. I then moved to remove her blindfold, but she stopped me.
“Wait! Kiss me!”
“M’Lady?”
“Kiss me while you still have me tied up and blindfolded.”
She had me kiss her before. After teasing me for never kissing anyone before. Special forces don’t exactly have me meet very many women. Kassie and Sirena were the only two, but they were part of my team. So, this request wasn’t a major surprise for me, and I didn’t mind obliging her request. I gave her an intimate kiss. My right hand tenderly finding itself on her left cheek, my left hand found itself on her waist. Afterwards, I sat there, hugging her, wanting to never let go. I could sense her breathing becoming deep again. A few moments later, I finished untying her, and she gave me a long hug. I could only imagine the next adventure she'd want to go on. It always was interesting when she'd call my name.
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Once more, I hope y'all enjoyed and please do tell me what you think.
My Queen (M/F, FFF/M) -- Ch. 2 Added Mar 27
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Yet another great story. 
good read. Liked it! 
awesome story, hope to read chapter 2 soon.
I love it. The idea of a being a tied up Queen is so much fun.
Game of thrones has forever ruined any utterance of the phrase “my queen.” All I can ever hear is John Snow’s “Muh Kuhwehn!”
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NGL, that's partially the reason I went with this name for the arc. Gotta do it for da meme
And thank you for the positive comments, everyone! I will try to get Chapter 2 posted by the weekend; I've been caught up with midterms, so I apologize for the delay to all those interested in reading the continuation of Scythas and Mirage's story.
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Alright, everyone, hope y'all are doing well. I would like to apologize again for the delay as well as for this chapter being a bit shorter. In either case, hope you enjoy Chapter 2 and I will largely try to update the story weekly.
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CHAPTER 2. MIRAGE'S SERVANTS
Alright, before we jump into our next story, just wanted to give you an update on my relationship with Mirage. About a week has passed since our last adventure and while we still aren’t official, we are a bit closer. Her father requested an audience with her in the throne room, and I of course had to escort her there. She must have told him about us as he then requested a private audience with me. He knows who I am very well and trusts me, so he gave me his blessing as long as I don’t let my personal feelings get in the way of protecting Mirage. Which means our adventures can no longer send me to the gallows! Meanwhile, the Strategos feels I’ve been undermining him, and is certainly keeping an eye on me. But Spectral Squadron, my old team, has always been at odds with him. He prefers his military to be units, not a family. Anyway, onto our next adventure, just wanted to give y’all an update.
“Scythas, a word if you don’t mind!”
Ah, yes, the usual summoning. I could tell by the tone in her voice that she had something planned. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t excited about the possibilities that awaited me. But she had something a little bit different planned today. And before we continue on, I must introduce a couple new characters: Amber and Starla. Both of whom are Mirage’s closest servants and are 19 years old. Both have smaller figures, standing at about 5’2 (Amber) and 5’3 (Starla), they both have darker hair. Starla has blue eyes, Amber has hazel eyes. And they both know what Mirage and I do, and they are very *supportive*.
I go to the door to Mirage’s room, and I could hear near silent giggles and murmuring. They were plotting an ambush, no doubt. That’s kind of playing with fire, but at least I am prepared to handle it appropriately. Last thing I’d want to do is hurt any one of them because they merely wanted to have a bit of fun with me. In either case, I open the door, take a step in, and get jumped by three beautiful girls.
Amber ended up grabbing hold of my right arm, Starla my left. Mirage came from the front to clamp her hand over my mouth. And I was unfazed by the ambush, which seemed to disappoint Mirage a bit:
“You knew?! Oh, you’re no fun!”
“Mmph!” I protest.
She releases her hand from my mouth while the other two continue to hold my arms, *preventing* me from resisting, as Mirage *explains* the next adventure she’d like to try.
“So, today, I want to tie you up!” Her face was already getting a little red and Amber and Starla were giggling slightly. “So, would you be a good prisoner and remove your armor? Then sit down on the ground?”
“Well, I’m not really in a position to resist, M'Lady…” I reply with a smirk.
Amber and Starla release my arms and I doff my armor, leaving me simply in my rather elegant, red tunic. I then sit down on the floor and the three ladies get to work tying me up. Mirage crosses my wrists and ties them like that with rope, much like I did with her during our first adventure. She wraps the rope both horizontally and vertically, but she does place the knot in a place I can reach. Starla and Amber get to work binding my legs at my ankles, and just above and below my knees cuff-style, wrapping the rope a few times around each place. I have to give them a reminder to cinch the rope. Why I’m helping these girls tie me up, I have no idea. But Mirage has already proven to have the ability to cast a spell on me, perhaps I’m under another spell right now.
With my basic bonds complete, I begin testing them a little bit. They weren’t the best, but they would definitely delay me. I got to hand it to them, they really did an impressive job considering they (probably) don’t do rope work often. Starla and Amber then watch as Mirage ties a rope binding my arms to my torso. My analysis of this rope is much like the others, could be a bit better, but it will keep me occupied for a while. And this was the first time I’ve had a rope around my torso. It was interesting, if I might say so. It felt almost like a weird hug. It was snug enough to really maximize the sensuality. I’ve never really been grand with words, but I’m sure you guys can get the picture.
And I’m sure you guys know what comes next: the gag. Mirage does the honor of grabbing a red cloth and gently stuffing it in my mouth and securing in my mouth with a cleave gag. A small part of me got a little concerned. What if something would happen while I was tied up like this? What if I needed to quickly jump to defend Mirage? No, Lacedonia is a very safe kingdom. Even Blight wouldn’t dare to try anything. I just need to relax and enjoy the moment. And so, I slowly calm down, kind of in what can best be described as something like meditation. It always felt nice giving up some power, especially to someone you lo—you care deeply about. To surrender myself like this to Mirage, it had a strange, indescribable calm to it.
“Alright, Scythas, time to have some fun with you!” Mirage says.
The girls then gang up and try to tickle me, though I am largely unaffected. They attempt to tickle my sides, my feet, pretty much anywhere they can reach, hoping they can find some place that will elicit a reaction from me. I chuckle under my gag a bit when they begin to protect once more that I’m “no fun”. Mirage then gives me a surprise kiss on my nose, most likely hoping I’d get a bit embarrassed, but once more, no reaction. Truth be told, I loved that they were trying so hard to tease me. But I’m Special Forces, Spectral Squadron of all things, it doesn’t affect me.
Mirage, Amber, and Starla will offer some more protests at my unresponsiveness, before Mirage exclaims, “Alright, girls, time for Phase II!”
“Hmmph?” I ask raising my eyebrows looking at Mirage with curious eyes.
They all giggle and remark at “how cute I am sometimes”, but I sigh.
I had no idea as to what they could mean by “Phase II”. It seems like they did everything one could do in this situation. At least as far as I’m aware. What were the planning on doing to me? Were they even planning on doing anything to me? What were they plotting?
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Hope you guys enjoyed! Lemme know what you think and I apologize again for the delay and brevity of the chapter.
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CHAPTER 2. MIRAGE'S SERVANTS
Alright, before we jump into our next story, just wanted to give you an update on my relationship with Mirage. About a week has passed since our last adventure and while we still aren’t official, we are a bit closer. Her father requested an audience with her in the throne room, and I of course had to escort her there. She must have told him about us as he then requested a private audience with me. He knows who I am very well and trusts me, so he gave me his blessing as long as I don’t let my personal feelings get in the way of protecting Mirage. Which means our adventures can no longer send me to the gallows! Meanwhile, the Strategos feels I’ve been undermining him, and is certainly keeping an eye on me. But Spectral Squadron, my old team, has always been at odds with him. He prefers his military to be units, not a family. Anyway, onto our next adventure, just wanted to give y’all an update.
“Scythas, a word if you don’t mind!”
Ah, yes, the usual summoning. I could tell by the tone in her voice that she had something planned. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t excited about the possibilities that awaited me. But she had something a little bit different planned today. And before we continue on, I must introduce a couple new characters: Amber and Starla. Both of whom are Mirage’s closest servants and are 19 years old. Both have smaller figures, standing at about 5’2 (Amber) and 5’3 (Starla), they both have darker hair. Starla has blue eyes, Amber has hazel eyes. And they both know what Mirage and I do, and they are very *supportive*.
I go to the door to Mirage’s room, and I could hear near silent giggles and murmuring. They were plotting an ambush, no doubt. That’s kind of playing with fire, but at least I am prepared to handle it appropriately. Last thing I’d want to do is hurt any one of them because they merely wanted to have a bit of fun with me. In either case, I open the door, take a step in, and get jumped by three beautiful girls.
Amber ended up grabbing hold of my right arm, Starla my left. Mirage came from the front to clamp her hand over my mouth. And I was unfazed by the ambush, which seemed to disappoint Mirage a bit:
“You knew?! Oh, you’re no fun!”
“Mmph!” I protest.
She releases her hand from my mouth while the other two continue to hold my arms, *preventing* me from resisting, as Mirage *explains* the next adventure she’d like to try.
“So, today, I want to tie you up!” Her face was already getting a little red and Amber and Starla were giggling slightly. “So, would you be a good prisoner and remove your armor? Then sit down on the ground?”
“Well, I’m not really in a position to resist, M'Lady…” I reply with a smirk.
Amber and Starla release my arms and I doff my armor, leaving me simply in my rather elegant, red tunic. I then sit down on the floor and the three ladies get to work tying me up. Mirage crosses my wrists and ties them like that with rope, much like I did with her during our first adventure. She wraps the rope both horizontally and vertically, but she does place the knot in a place I can reach. Starla and Amber get to work binding my legs at my ankles, and just above and below my knees cuff-style, wrapping the rope a few times around each place. I have to give them a reminder to cinch the rope. Why I’m helping these girls tie me up, I have no idea. But Mirage has already proven to have the ability to cast a spell on me, perhaps I’m under another spell right now.
With my basic bonds complete, I begin testing them a little bit. They weren’t the best, but they would definitely delay me. I got to hand it to them, they really did an impressive job considering they (probably) don’t do rope work often. Starla and Amber then watch as Mirage ties a rope binding my arms to my torso. My analysis of this rope is much like the others, could be a bit better, but it will keep me occupied for a while. And this was the first time I’ve had a rope around my torso. It was interesting, if I might say so. It felt almost like a weird hug. It was snug enough to really maximize the sensuality. I’ve never really been grand with words, but I’m sure you guys can get the picture.
And I’m sure you guys know what comes next: the gag. Mirage does the honor of grabbing a red cloth and gently stuffing it in my mouth and securing in my mouth with a cleave gag. A small part of me got a little concerned. What if something would happen while I was tied up like this? What if I needed to quickly jump to defend Mirage? No, Lacedonia is a very safe kingdom. Even Blight wouldn’t dare to try anything. I just need to relax and enjoy the moment. And so, I slowly calm down, kind of in what can best be described as something like meditation. It always felt nice giving up some power, especially to someone you lo—you care deeply about. To surrender myself like this to Mirage, it had a strange, indescribable calm to it.
“Alright, Scythas, time to have some fun with you!” Mirage says.
The girls then gang up and try to tickle me, though I am largely unaffected. They attempt to tickle my sides, my feet, pretty much anywhere they can reach, hoping they can find some place that will elicit a reaction from me. I chuckle under my gag a bit when they begin to protect once more that I’m “no fun”. Mirage then gives me a surprise kiss on my nose, most likely hoping I’d get a bit embarrassed, but once more, no reaction. Truth be told, I loved that they were trying so hard to tease me. But I’m Special Forces, Spectral Squadron of all things, it doesn’t affect me.
Mirage, Amber, and Starla will offer some more protests at my unresponsiveness, before Mirage exclaims, “Alright, girls, time for Phase II!”
“Hmmph?” I ask raising my eyebrows looking at Mirage with curious eyes.
They all giggle and remark at “how cute I am sometimes”, but I sigh.
I had no idea as to what they could mean by “Phase II”. It seems like they did everything one could do in this situation. At least as far as I’m aware. What were the planning on doing to me? Were they even planning on doing anything to me? What were they plotting?
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Hope you guys enjoyed! Lemme know what you think and I apologize again for the delay and brevity of the chapter.
Good Chapter short but sweet. but I do hope Scythas gets to have some fun in return.